Reading this book was like savoring a perfect slice of luscious dark chocolate cake (like the one I had for my birthday). You didn’t want it to end, but you know it had to. The taste lingered with you after you’ve finished it, and it sort of made you want to re-eat again (yeah, I know this sounded gross, but if you read this book, you’d know what I meant).
This was one of the books that screamed to me when I read the synopsis and looked at the cover, “You must savor me now”. Half of it because the cover reminded me of an eerie nightmare I had stuck in my mind. The other half because the story was just so magical and absurd and dark it sounded so brilliant. Please also note that I’m not a fan of Neil Gaiman (I like some of his work, yes. I think he’s brilliant, yes. But I don’t love everything he does)
The story itself is magical, dark, and beautifully twisted. What if you found out that your world is really not what you thought it looked? That there was another world beneath it all? I love this type of stories, fantasy mixed with reality… and the author would just go all out but everything make sense. Brilliant.
I love how it was told from a distant view of a forty years old, reminiscing on his seven years old self. Sort of makes me wonder how real it all was… and on the other part gave you the impression of it must be real, because children does tell the truth, it’s the adult that doesn’t want to see it.
Would I recommend this? HELL YES! Especially if you’re into darker stories. Especially if you’re a fan of Neil Gaiman. I think now I’m utterly convinced that he’s a storyteller genius. And we’re lucky to have him writing books. Thank you!